Or Men's, Gut diabe Rostoré us, and regis OF Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste Sing, heavenly Muse, that on the secret top That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen seed, B Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd Fast by the oracle of God: I thence That with no middle flight intends to soar And justify the ways of God to Men. Say first, for Heaven hides nothing from thy view, Nor the deep tract of Hell, say first what cause Mov'd our grand parents, in that happy state, Favour'd of Heaven so highly, to fall off From their Creator, and transgress his will For one restraint, lords of the world besides ? Who first seduc'd them to that foul revolt? |